Chapter 29

Restraint, it means restricting or binding the freedom of action or will, or detaining someone for the sake of securing criminal procedures. The explanation is complicated, but in short, if it happens to you, you’re screwed.

And now, I’m being restrained. Not just any restraint, but with a magic-sealing restraint. What happens when a sorcerer gets their magic sealed? They just become a machine that shits out crap, that’s what. With the magic-sealing restraint sparkling on my wrist, I’m now just a machine that produces crap day by day.

“Miss Glacia, isn’t this a bit too flashy for a reunion greeting?”

A reunion greeting that turns someone into a crap-producing machine? That’s more extravagant than any parade.

I’m not exactly weak in physical strength, and my martial arts skills are decent, so it’s not like I can’t resist. But who are the parents of the young lady restraining me?

First, her father is the infamous northern monster slayer, Melchior Winterheart. And her mother? The queen of vampires. In terms of strength and speed, I’m no match for them. They’re like older siblings to Werner, but she’s an exception.

She’s clearly a monster who harbors hatred for the humiliation she suffered in her childhood. Unless I’m weak, she’s a genius who inherited her parents’ abilities, excelling in both magic and swordsmanship. She’s a perfect woman with exceptional political sense.

And the problem is, that woman is trying to kidnap me.

“We haven’t even exchanged reunion greetings yet. Let’s save that for later. Because…”

Before Glacia could finish her sentence, a silver flash flew from inside the carriage. Glacia, who narrowly dodged the silver flash aimed at her neck, responded with a smile.

“Your disciple is quite violent, isn’t she? I heard she’s the daughter of Lord Zick and Lady Media, but I’m disappointed. It seems she didn’t inherit their fine qualities.”

She’s speaking elegantly, but in short, she’s saying, “Your disciple’s parents are great, but her personality is a mess.” I agree with that.

The silver flash stuck in the tree turned out to be not a dagger, but just a fork I was given for snacks. But since when did a fork thrown like that embed itself so deeply in a tree? I never taught her how to throw shuriken or forks.

“…Before I kill you for being away from Master.”

Airi came out of the carriage with a chilling voice and serious killing intent. I swear, with just her aura, she could take down a bear right now.

But despite that aura, Glacia didn’t flinch and remained completely at ease.

“What will you do if you don’t step away?”

“Then I’ll make you step away. If I cut off your arms, you won’t be able to touch Master with those filthy hands.”

Hmm, if you cut off her arms, wouldn’t it be more like she *can’t* touch rather than *won’t* touch? But I didn’t voice that thought. I’m not that tactless.

Still, I’m glad Airi cares so much about Master. Save me, Airi. This must be why princesses fall for plumbers who go on crazy adventures to rescue them. But thinking about it, my situation is special. How messed up must that kingdom’s security be for a princess to get kidnapped so often?

Anyway, forget that kingdom’s messed-up security—my life is even more messed up.

“Hey, both of your parents are on good terms, so calm down a bit…”

“Master, please be quiet.”

“Please stay quiet for a moment. I still have business to attend to.”

Damn, I’m being forced to exercise my right to remain silent. Even though I’m restrained, I think I have the right to intervene, but apparently not.

“You may not know this, but Lord Werner is my fiancé. So it’s only natural that I take him with me. Are you planning to stop me from exercising my rights?”

Damn, does being engaged give you the right to take someone’s human rights? Isn’t that just sexual slavery?

“Aren’t you ashamed of acting so ugly after being stood up 13 years ago? If it were me, I’d be too embarrassed to even leave the house.”

How the hell does she know about my engagement story? Did I spill it while drunk? This is why alcohol is the enemy of health. I’m going to die young because of this.

“Ah, back then, you disappeared because my age was a burden, right? Isn’t that so?”

Glacia suddenly crossed her arms and asked me. And I felt something sharp behind me. I didn’t know what it was, but I knew getting stabbed would be bad.

But since I was told to shut up, I had no choice but to nod. Didn’t you guys tell me to shut up? I’m just a British gentleman who can’t refuse a lady’s request. It’s not that I’m scared of the sharp thing behind me.

“See? Lord Werner agrees. Back then, it was just postponing the engagement, not breaking it off, young lady.”

Why does that sound to me like, “It’s not a breakup, so shut your mouth, you clueless newbie”? And it’s a bit funny that she’s calling Airi, who’s 21, a young lady.

Airi also seemed pissed about the age dig. Well, it’s cheap to bring up age in a fight.

“So you couldn’t even come formally and instead resort to ambushes? What are you, bandits? I thought all the bandits had been wiped out.”

Was she always this good at insulting people? They say your true nature comes out when you’re angry, and Airi’s true nature is like this. I thought her head was a flower garden, but those flowers were flames. This confirms that her attribute is fire.

“Such a low-level provocation. Just a monkey who happened to have good parents…”

“Sorry, but can you shut up? I can’t stand the stench of a vulgar bitch who keeps getting rejected by her fiancé.”

The two stared at each other, smiled, and then clashed. Glacia drew her magic sword, and Airi drew the sword her father left behind to counter.

*Clang!*

The swords collided. How does the sound of swords clashing sound like two dump trucks crashing?

“You seem quite skilled with the sword. Even a monkey has some talent, it seems.”

“Do you have a disease that kills you if you don’t run your mouth? If so, I’ll nail your lips shut so you can die like that.”

Damn, the things these girls are saying while sword fighting aren’t exactly normal. But then again, girls sword fighting itself is pretty unusual.

As the clashing of swords continued, one of the attackers pressed a sword against the unconscious Irina’s neck.

“Get your hands off my friend, you bastards.”

Ignoring the order to stay quiet, I couldn’t help but curse. Whether it was my body’s instinct for having Irina as a friend or my sense of justice, I’m not sure, but the killing intent I emitted was undeniable.

Everyone there turned their eyes to me, but what could I do? I can’t use magic, and they have a hostage. It’s just me trying to save face.

Of course, they didn’t let go of my friend and instead took a stance that they’d take Irina’s life if I made any more strange moves.

Without thinking, my feet moved toward Glacia. Of course, being with my fiancé could be dangerous for me. But I don’t want to endanger an innocent person for my own safety. Werner would feel the same, and so do I.

“Glacia Winterheart, my fiancée.”

“Yes, what is it?”

“I’ll go with you, so please send my companions home safely.”

“Of course, if that’s what you want…”

Fortunately, Glacia seemed reasonable in this regard.

But Airi didn’t seem to get the message.

“Master, what are you saying! You’re going to follow that woman? Then I…”

At that moment, Glacia whispered something in Airi’s ear. I don’t know what she said. It’s not like she said, “Your shit’s thick, you bitch.” Or maybe she dropped some parental insults to shake Airi’s mental state. For the record, that won’t work on me or Werner. We don’t have parents.

But whatever harsh insult it was, Airi’s body was trembling. Did she say something like, “Your dad got caught stealing spoons from a restaurant and died running away”?

Glacia tried to take me away by linking arms and leading me to their carriage. But Airi, having overcome the insult, grabbed my collar.

“Master, if you leave like this…”

If I leave like this, both you and I will be in danger, disciple. I had no choice but to hug Airi and say this.

“Sleep for a while. Don’t come looking for me…”

And at that moment, I struck Airi’s pressure point, knocking her out. Even with my magic sealed, I still had enough strength to knock someone out at close range.

Confirming that Airi was unconscious, I spoke to Glacia.

“You’ll send my disciple and friend home safely, right?”

“I have no desire to cause discord by harming the daughter of Lord Zick and Lady Media.”

She talks well after just having a sword fight.

“And if that girl wakes up, please tell her not to come looking for me.”

If Airi comes looking for me, it’ll only complicate things.

“Understood.”

After getting her confirmation, I boarded the carriage heading north.

I’m now being dragged north. Damn those northern bastards, this is why I hate communists.